Here’s to the Hearts of the Brave.

Here’s to you, the mixed family, the multi-ancestral ones, all those who are liminal. Here’s to every person who’s struggled (that’s all of us) who decides to take control of their lives. Here’s to Black Conservatives, a Black Empowerment without hatred of White people. Here’s to the skeptic, the Atheist cautious of groupthink. Here’s to saving men’s lives and women who love men. Here’s to humanists working to make capitalism better and alleviate poverty. Here’s to the chains of poverty breaking. Here’s to facts delivered with right feeling. Here’s to Republicans telling real neo-Nazis where to go shove it. Here’s to White Westerners who show up for Indigenous People’s voices and visibility. Here’s to not apologizing for Whiteness. Here’s to a heritage to be proud of. Here’s to the survivors of brutal State Communism who will not be silenced. Here’s to the Christian Queers, the Single Dads, the defenders of Europe against Sharia, the MAGA-hat wearers who won’t be intimidated. Here’s to the real peacemakers, the solution-focused who don’t dwell in victimhood. Here’s to Veterans who don’t give space for your BS. Here’s to the love of creation, a new eco-patriotism. Here’s to Christ-loving Conservatives who refuse to make enemies though many would hate them. Here’s to our Liberal friends in humanity. We are Conservatives, people of conscience who are creating a better Conservatism. We are your neighbors and we’re here to stay. Here’s to the hearts of the Brave.

Your Browness Is Enough. My Whiteness Is Enough.

I used to think that I would be more viable and worthy as a person if I were a “Person of Color”. I used to believe the voices of angry people who projected their pain onto my skin. I used to believe I owed them something. I used to believe I was in some way fundamentally different from them, as if I were not as magical or worthy or wild as my fellow humans. I’ve decided to stop believing those voices, to exit the new cult of race-hatred that tells me I have “fragility” if I dissent. Now I know that Whiteness reflects light and color: some people get angry at that, aren’t comfortable with the mirror of my being, can’t handle how many different shades of paint are needed to paint the color of my impossible skin. The truth reflects their insecurities and false narratives back at them. The truth reflects your love and friendship and creaturely kinship as we co-create a future together. Your Browness is enough. My Whiteness is enough.

The Hide of My Whiteness

I know my Whiteness is something I can never shed. It is this literal animal hide I carry upon me, as evident to my fellow humans as their ancestral hide is to me. I have to have some self-protective limits around it: my ancestors live in it and my own blue rivers run under it. I cannot take onto it all the pains of those who have suffered because of some parts of its history. But this white hide of mine is already as uncolonizedly animal as yours and convictedly no less wild or softly permeable to the heart beating beneath it than that of my darkest brethren. It did not come into the world begging anyone’s pardon, nor does it demand answer from others. My Whiteness can adapt and breathe and blend and expand its identity and self-understanding, but it doesn’t want to apologize for its existence.

The Goodness of Indigenization

Though I have rightly been angry at hateful “Social Justice” extremism, I shall not hate its practitioners. I shall listen with patience and speak with wisdom and courage. I will call them my fellow people. Though I have been demonized for my white skin, I shall not treat my fellow humans of darker skin with contempt. I will delight in their beauty and mine. Though I have been labeled a “settler”, I belong here just like you. I believe in the goodness of indigenization. I believe in the dreams of our ancestors, yours and mine. I give up and I gain culture, you give up and you gain culture. Let us conserve what is beautiful, true and good. Let us liberate for the love of these. I will stand by both the unity of my species and the righteous laws of my country. I am human and animal, White and Indigenous, domestic and wild, Liberal and Conservative. I am American, I am a Westerner: past, present and future. I live.